_She wore flowers in her hair
She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time. She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading
She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time. She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading
I’m no-one and you are everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love. I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know.… Continue reading
Her red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry I needed to write a poem about a woman in a red dress who stole my hearts many moons ago. Her red dress Lady… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading
Fable love I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao Just like… Continue reading
Two good men A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story of two Soldiers Two different stories. Both are sad and needed to be written. Pray for the soldiers today. Remember men and woman… Continue reading
Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war.… Continue reading
The lucky one A Poem by Coyote Poetry The gift of love. No more honored gift. The lucky one She offered me a smile and a hello. I was besieged by her… Continue reading
A witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must remember friends and family missed. I believe. When we speak or write about them. We bring them back to our hearts and… Continue reading